Our secret { camren }

33. The love club.

"I'm in a clique but I want out."

The love club; lorde.

A/n

You guys deserve a double update.

Lauren's POV.

I watch as camila bends over to leave a light kiss on Harry's forehead.

My only fear is coming true.

Camila is going to leave me and stay with a man who really doesn't even give 2 shits about her.

My blood is boiling. I turn on my heels and walk back into her room.

I sit on the ground and lock the door.

Everything is packed and ready.

I just sit on this ugly color carpet and look.

The old Lauren is coming back and I can't fucking help it.

I move my wrist up but it becomes sliced from a knife that was placed between the door and it's hinges.

"Shit, shit, shit.." I mumble to myself.

This knife wasn't a butter knife or something you cooked with. This knife was almost a hunting knife. Maybe a pocket knife.

I just couldn't grasp my mind around the thought why it was there.

Was camila scared of staying here alone.

I lay back down on the floor and let my wrist bleed out.

Camilas POV.

I let Harry's head down easy as I get up and walk down the empty hall way to open my door. But It wouldn't open.

It's locked.

"Lauren!" I shout.

But silence feels the apartment.

I bang on the door loudly.

No answer.

"Don't play this game with me! Shit!" I budge the door open to find Lauren on the floor blood surronded by her.

I rush to her side and rock her back and forth.

"Lauren wake up!" I scream with tears coming down my eyes.

"Fucking wake up!" I scream tears falling down my cheeks onto Lauren's unconscious body.

"I'm begging." I lay my head on Lauren's chest.

But nothing came upon this.

I lay down beside this empty and cold body.

Rushed footsteps down the hall.

"What the fuck?" Harry looks down.

"Oh my god." He rushes to Lauren and gives Lauren CPR and pressing on her chest and repeating the action.

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Will she make it?